It was spring, I remember. 2022 My mother didnt wake me. left it to the Sun's golden hue. When she awoke, "why must you forsake me?!" Thats when I knew. We parked in a garden of stone, So many things to do. As she rested her grey head, dressed up in red, while I wore blue. Would grammy have been cross? She was always the boss. I honestly have no clue... But for all who may have wondered, this much I'm sure is true. No one as sad as I that night, the night that i wore blue.